EXO fics come to life; Underbelly by maayacola
“Show me what?”
“A home made of discarded shells,” Sehun says, with a smile he knows makes him look soft, and the boy blinks, slow and steady, eyelashes so dark against silky sun-kissed skin. “Made of the things the sea has thrown away.”
The boy-man reaches up, and takes Sehun’s hand. His palm is covered with sand, but it still feels nice against Sehun’s. “Show me, then,” he says, and Sehun smiles.